People always looked up at me.

From the tips of my toes to the top of my head, gazes mixed with fear and love flew toward me and pierced through.

Every single day, the sound of people calling "Lady Yuka" echoed in my ears. For example—

"Lady Yuka! Please heal me!"

Or,

"Lady Yuka! Please protect us again today!"

Things like that.

I didn't ignore them. Not ignoring them is the duty of a magical girl, and the way to receive even more love from people.

When I grant those requests—

"Lady Yuka, thank you!"

Those words would flow from people's mouths.

My reply to those words was always the same.

Oh, it's nothing. I'm a Magical Girl, so it's only natural!

I replied with a smile. I loved people's attention and affection so much.

I loved people's happiness so much.